My tears have flooded my good old days
When you were warm and with me always
We are going with the flow in two places
You are crying for help but I am helpless
Now I am floating on a trunk of tree
You are drowning bit by bit I can see
I am feeling the pain of losing you again
All my heartiest efforts are going in vain
it may look like the pain will be for a long and the love will be lost but u will find tomorrow in your lap
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It just shows how ordinary we human beings are. We all feel the same irrespective of who we are, so the beggar or the rich man....all feel love pain joy and sorrow.